You know when they talk about post nut clarity? That moment after you shoot your load when just for a little while either the universe slows down or your brain seems to speed up. As Sophia gagged on my load, still dutifully working my shaft even as my legs threatened to buckle underneath me, I staggered clear of her plush lips and silk skinned tits and crashed down onto my mothers bed. For a moment I could swear time stood still, the only sound in the room were my harsh panting breaths contrasting the slow even breathing of my mesmerised slaves. That's when my post nut clarity kicked in.
Realistically I was covered, Mom's friends largely consisted of similarly aged Yoga enthusiast and a book club of cougars who only seemed to meet up to drain our prodigiously sized wine cellar once a week. Her social calendar was fairly regimented so keeping up appearances wouldn't be too much of an issue, though I had to admit if worst came to the worst bringing one of two of those 40 something cougars into my personal harem would hardly be the end of the world. As for my our maid, I had decided to make her less of an employee and more of the live in help, my Father would hardly disagree once explained the financial benefit and it meant I could keep a close eye on my mothers former mistress.
I'll admit I may have slipped into a short doze after getting everything straight in my head, after all it had been a fairly eventful day, I rolled onto my side and was greeted with the majestic sight of my mother sat up above me, her robe laid open to reveal those perfectly sculpted orbs of supple skin that stood out proud from her chest in open defiance of gravity. Her eyes were glazed over, she barely blinked once a minute, lost in a hypnotic daze. I couldn't help myself as I rose up, my lips a scant few millimetres from a proudly erect nipple, I glanced up at her vacant blue eyes before my tongue lashed out, encircling the tight pink nub of skin, I sealed my lips around her breast and sucked. Her skin tasted delicious, I'm sure your thinking there's some kind of Oedipus complex at play here but honestly I'm telling you, her skin tasted like strawberry. I can't tell you how long I suckled on the soft sweet skin only that when I pulled away I left and angry red circle on her ivory silk skin that rippled as her body gave an involuntary shudder.
My hands took on a life of their own as I slipped the remaining vestige of her robe off of her body, letting it fall to the bed and revealing her goddess body, my hands ran over the toned flat of her stomach back up the magnificent familiar swell of her breasts, I couldn't help my fingers curl and dig into the soft skin, groping her bare tits and feeling her body shake and shudder under my attention, I could hear her breathing quicken and the soft unmistakeable sounds of her quivering voice. Her mind may have been subdued but her body still functioned in its stead, I could smell the scent of her arousal as I groped her body without restraint. My arms wrapped around her naked torso, my knees sank into the bed as I pressed my lips tot he side of her neck, the skin tasted different, still a delicious strawberry but with a hint of salt that did nothing to diminish the flavour, I felt her body shake under mind as I explored her curves.
I wanted every inch of her right then and there, but with herculean effort I dragged myself away from the bed before I was able to take things any further. Sophia knelt next to the bed, still as a statue awaiting my orders. In truth I was unsure if the maid were still in a trance or if my conditioning had left her so devoid of free will that she had simply knelt there while my cum dried on her lips, waiting for my next command. I re-zipped my jeans and stepped over to the raven haired woman, taking her chin gently in my hand I raised her gaze to meet my own, her eyes held the telltale far off gaze I had come to associate with her under a trance. I looked back to my mesmerised mother and smiled as a wicked thought occurred.
"Sophia, get on the bed, kneel forward with your knees on the edge of the mattress". The slave girl moved to obey without hesitation and I was greeted tot eh sight of her bare ass and pussy, she leaned down and stuck her ass in the air, holding her position for my next command, my grin didn't falter for a moment as I padded over to my mothers dresser and popped open a drawer that I'm fairly certain my Mom had blocked from her waking mind entirely. During my initial investigation of Sophia's plan to turn my mother into her own little sex slave, I had noticed the maid had commandeered one of Mom's dresser drawers to store her various odds and ends in, her hypnotic pendant for example, among other things. It took a mere moment to find and retrieve the items I had been searching for, a paddle and a belt with a long flexible ribbed purple silicone appendage swinging loose from its centre. I placed the toys on the bed and leant in to whisper into my mothers ears.
"Just as you are my slave, Sophia is your slave, your slut maid has misbehaved, she attempted to hypnotise you, control you, take you from my power, when I snap my fingers you will wake, and punish your maid slave". I fondled her exposed chest while I relayed her orders, she shivered as my thumb brushed her pink nipple, when she responded with barely a whisper.
